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Chapter 307 Yingbao is capable of fighting

The moment the Thunderfire Sword vanished, Feng Xue made a move to retreat, but seeing that Feng Xue had anticipated the arrangement, how could the God Lord possibly watch him leave?

The paper doors on all sides collapsed in an instant, and the dust inside the room was swept up by an evil wind. Red lines shot out along with the smoke, as if to weave a blood-red net.

As the smoke and dust billowed out, Feng Xue felt her Lightning Spell and Ghost Control Spell freeze simultaneously, and a look of panic immediately appeared on her face. She activated the Divine Speed ​​Spell and was about to retreat temporarily.

The god was quite excited upon seeing this. A black aura surged from his body, faintly transforming into a form resembling Japanese full armor. With this movement, his stance also began to change, as if two arms were extending from his shoulders, grasping his sword. In a flash, the bright silver cutting line had already reached Feng Xue.

Feng Xue, who was hastily retreating, was instantly cleaved in two. However, before the God Lord could even step forward to check on her, her figure had already transformed into a paper doll cut in two.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out, and a spherical shield shattered inch by inch. Although there was no direct contact, the God Lord still retreated three meters away. However, the pursuit that followed was blocked by the sharp blade light.

Seeing that his attempt to exploit a weakness had failed, Feng Xue was not in a hurry. Although he had been using lightning magic, it was only because most of the time lightning magic was enough to solve the problem.

Now that the Thunder Magic has been neutralized, Feng Xue simply pulled out the Thunder Transformation Spell from her belt and stuffed the Fire Ignition Spell inside.

The new spell circuits are restarted, and Divine Speed ​​Ignites Fire is another perfect combination!
"Samadhi True Fire!"

She uttered the intimidating name of a spell, and a bright orange-red flame was flung out by Feng Xue. The flame grew rapidly in the wind and ignited the red ropes connecting various parts of the structure.

The god was horrified at the sight. His illusory arms brandished samurai swords and were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, while his original arm quickly pulled out talismans and summoned new shikigami.

A strange spirit, seemingly composed of a frog and a turtle, burst out of the talisman. From somewhere, a water pipe burst, and water pressure exceeding the limits of civilian water pipes of this era gushed towards this place.

However, Feng Xue's claim that it was Samadhi True Fire was not just a random fabrication; after all, it was a ritual directly copied from the Samadhi True Fire talisman in the player skill tree of the game world.

The tap water was clearly insufficient to extinguish the fire; instead, it produced thick smoke that obscured the view. Simultaneously, the collar of the lightweight exoskeleton extended, transforming into a breathing mask that covered half of Feng Xue's face.

He simply closed his eyes and used the over-the-shoulder view and the infrared vision provided by the little bell to determine the location of the God. At the same time, he reached out and pulled out an ice sword from the mist and smoke!
"Cough cough..."

The deity was choked by the thick smoke from the Samadhi Fire, but he knew that this was a critical moment for his life. He entrusted most of his body to his natal shikigami and only maintained control of his hands, constantly taking out various talismans in an attempt to fight against the fire and smoke.

As the samurai shikigami who took over the body, it was completely unconcerned about the thick smoke. The spirit's vision clearly captured the living aura on Feng Xue's body. The samurai sword that was specially forged to restrain Feng Xue was raised high. With just one upper slash, the resulting wind from the sword tore through the smoke between them.

The longsword, formed from condensed ice crystals, was coated with a layer of lustrous white jade. As her third specialty after lightning magic and ghost control, Feng Xue's mastery of the Jade-Unraveling Technique even surpassed her life-saving skill of using a substitute.

Like an ice sword carved from white jade, it thrust out smoothly as Xiao Lingdang had planned, yet it preemptively blocked the spine of the shikigami's blade. The blade tendon tilted, and the force was reduced to less than 30%. In an instant, the ice sword that had just grazed the blade severed the wrist.

Fortunately, the arms wielding the sword were spirits, and as the sword fell, new arms reappeared to grip the hilt. However, Feng Xue had never intended to determine a winner in swordsmanship. Now that the two were only inches apart, Feng Xue suddenly assumed a wide-open stance.

The blazing Samadhi Fire had completely burned away the red rope used to set up the barrier, and at this moment, Mo Ying appeared in front of Feng Xue.

"What a delicate female ghost!" The samurai shikigami, as the god's natal shikigami, had already regained its intelligence and was about to express its macho samurai spirit when its head suddenly tilted to the side, and it was actually slapped out of the god's body.

"So you think you're so capable? Sealing off spirits, huh? Locking them up in a solitary confinement room, huh? Targeting them, huh?"

The god watched helplessly as the seemingly frail female ghost picked up his natal shikigami and slapped it away from his body, but he had no time to care about his shikigami, because the moment the shikigami left his body, Feng Xue's jade sword had already pierced into his body.

The intense cold froze the flow of blood, and the warmth of life was completely stripped away in that instant.

The already sickly pale body of the deity suddenly became frosty, and a large amount of black energy suddenly became agitated.

"Goodness, it even has Deathrattle, huh?"

Feng Xue, who thought the problem was solved, frowned and pulled Mo Ying back. However, what happened next was once again beyond his expectations.

Those were not death chants, but countless self-igniting spells without fire.

In the confined space filled with thick smoke and moisture, the talismans stubbornly burned with bluish-gray soul fire, and spirits spread out from them, tearing at the frozen body of the deity.

"The shikigami has backfired?" Feng Xue roughly understood what had happened, but he did not intend to sit idly by. If he wanted to kill someone, he could have just used a powerful Five Elements Lightning or Gravity Ray to smash the house. Since he had only frozen the shikigami, he naturally intended to use it to exchange for benefits.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue took out the white jade gourd again, and after a moment's thought, said:

"Mo Ying, stuff them in!"

"Now you know to just stuff it in?" Mo Ying revealed her mischievous side, smugly raising the corners of her eyes as she reached out and kneaded and flattened each of the shikigami that were tearing apart the "ice sculptures".

Feng Xuenian, seeing that she was currently making a move, didn't bother with her and simply said:
"I know when to pursue efficiency."

Having said that, he put away the Samadhi True Fire, reversed the Divine Movement Incantation, and a strong wind blew up, blowing away all the thick smoke and ashes.

It has to be said that Mo Ying has grown to a terrifying level in dealing with spirits. One by one, the shikigami that seemed to be full of resentment were completely subdued by her. They didn't need any additional sealing and they obediently crawled into the white jade gourd, not even daring to stick out a little paw.

Feng Xue felt a pang of shame for raising a female ghost who yearned for the beauty of traditional Chinese ink painting into this state, but this thought lasted less than a second before he came to terms with it.

Why worry about so much? As long as she's cute and innocent in front of me, that's all that matters!
(End of this chapter)